Life, is floating fast away. But I look, your head is turned away. From the moment you left I knew that something wasn't right. But the feeling inside
To kill the whitest looking dove To hate everything I love And I'm trying to pretend Oh in wanting life to end That I am not another stupid Little teenage
Is this what it's like? A dream lacking serenity? A wordless conversation, a "you and I" without me. Well I try and I won't get far, I'll die and I
Well I had a dream last night and in my dream I took a knife to you. I slit your throat from ear to ear The wound was gasping for the air.....your scream
me Well I should've known that you were a killer. But now I'm dead. A gaping hole, shot through my heart A lost connection from your poison dart Shot from
November 10th, a cold dark night. You could feel that something wasn't right. That night many hearts did cry. When we learned we had to say goodbye.
Just throw it back, for one more night On a starlit and moon-struck night. The ground did fold and eat us both But all my love, I did devote. Beneath
text The spirit was free and had fled from its nest It was eager to grow from this sudden reprieve And thus in the woman a life was conceived From the
fled from its nest It was eager to grow from this sudden reprieve And thus in the woman a life was conceived From the beginning the world was misled As
heard something that would set us free A sign stands over a door, it says "Four lads who shook the world" In the depths of those heady nights We would dream